NO FUNNY STUFF
by Richard Nathan
Lights come up on a comedy club.
A few PATRONS are seated at chairs.
MAX, the man who runs the club, stands by the back door.
There is a knock at the door.
Behind the door (not yet visible to us) are PHIL and his date NANCY.
Max goes to the door and calls out in response to the knocking.
MAX
What’s the password?
PHIL
(off-stage)
Whoa.
MAX
No. Sorry.
PHIL
(off-stage)
I thought the password was “whoa.”
MAX
Not if you say it like that.
You
gotta say it funny.
PHIL
(off-stage, speaking
in a big,
ridiculous way)
WHOA!!!
Max opens the door.
MAX
Come on in.
Enter Phil and Nancy.
MAX
Who’s this?
PHIL
My date.
MAX
You sure she’s not a yak?
PHIL
Trust me.
NANCY
I can’t believe I’m going to actually
see comedy! For the first
time!
MAX
She’s never seen comedy?
PHIL
She was born in 2013. Comedy
was
outlawed in 2010.
MAX
Yeah, but just cause it’s illegal doesn’t
mean you can’t get it.
PHIL
She’s never seen it.
MAX
You sure she’s not a yak?
NANCY
What’s a yak?
PHIL
What a narc is to drugs, a yak is to
comedy!
NANCY
Oh! I’m definitely not a yak!
MAX
You’d better not be!
NANCY
I want to see for myself if comedy is
as bad as they say it is.
PHIL
You know what the government says,
don’t you? They claim comedy
got so
bad, it became toxic. They
say it rots
your brain and turns your stomach.
They say it makes you puke til you
turn green. Especially the
sitcoms.
MAX
But of course that’s nonsense.
PHIL
Except the part about the sitcoms.
Well, yeah, the sitcom part is true.
But the rest is nonsense!
NANCY
I’ve heard that since comedy was
outlawed, life spans have increased,
I.Q.s have skyrocketed, wages in every
sector of the economy have gone way up,
and we haven’t been in a war in 20 years.
MAX
Sheer coincidence. And if
some comedy
is bad, it just means you got to be careful
about your supplier. Make
sure you only get
the good stuff.
PHIL
Yeah. The government just
over-reacted.
Do you realize it is illegal to say “whoa”
unless you’re talking to a horse?
NANCY
What about earlier comedy,- from a long
time ago? That wasn’t toxic,
was it?
PHIL
Even the government admits that early
comedy was okay - but they say that classic
comedy only encourages new comedians to
perform. And they say all new
comedians
suck - or at least such a large percentage sucks -
that it’s not worth the risk to let anyone
perform any comedy.
NANCY
I sure would like to see some classic comedy.
MAX
You’re in luck. Because
tonight, at our
Laugh Easy, you’re going to see the
world’s number one Groucho Marx
impersonator.
NANCY
Wow!
MAX
The government’s got a price tag on
his head: One million dollars
to anyone
who brings him in, dead or alive.
Hey!
Here he comes.
Enter the Groucho IMPERSONATOR.
IMPERSONATOR
Last night I shot an elephant who got into
my pajamas. How an elephant
could fit into
my pajamas is something I won’t ever
understand. I guess it was
desperate to get
into my pants. Who can blame
it? Hey, I
got a contract to appear here tonight.
Is says
I’m the party of the first part.
I’ve got a first
part for them! Let’s
have a party with my first
part. Hey, either you people
aren’t breathing, or
my watch has run down. I
never forget a face,
but - man - are you ugly!!!
NANCY pulls out a gun and shoot the Impersonator dead.
NANCY
You’re all under arrest.
Hands up! And no
funny stuff!
Max, Phil and the Patrons all put up their hands.
Enter Nancy’s boss, the CHIEF, with a gun drawn.
MAX
She was a yak!
PHIL
I swear I didn’t know!
CHIEF
Nice work, Agent Fenwick!
NANCY
Thanks, Chief.
CHIEF
Was it bad? Are you hurt?
NANCY
It was awful, Chief. Awful
stuff.
But it’s all part of the job.
CHIEF
I don’t know how you do it, Agent
Fenwick.
NANCY
I do it for the kids, Chief.
I do it to
protect the kids.
Everyone except for Nancy freezes, as Nancy steps downstage
and speaks directly to the audience.
NANCY
Remember folks, comedy kills.
All of it.
Your so-called friends may try to tell you
it’s safe to sample a few knock-knock jokes.
Listen to them, and you’ll wind up puking
your guts out in some alley.
Remember -
it’s up to you to just say “no” to the funny
stuff.
© 2007 by Richard Nathan. All rights reserved
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